Stone's Secret

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Otter-smooth boulder

lies under rolling

black river-water

stilled among frozen

hills and the still unbreathed 

blizzards aloft; 

silently, icily, is probed 

stone's secret.

Out there—past trace

of eyes, past these

and those memorial skies 

dotting back signals from 

men's made mathematics (we

delineators of curves and time who are

                                      subject to these)—

out there, inaccessible

to grammar's language the 

stones curve vastnesses,

cold or candescent

in the perceived 

processional of space.

                                  The stones out there in the

                                  violet-black are part of a

                                  slow-motion fountain? or of a

                                  fireworks pin-wheel?

                                  i.e. breathed in and out as in 

                                  cosmic lungs? or

                                  one-way as an eye looking?

What mathematicians must,

also the pert, 

they will

as the dark river runs.

Word has arrived that 

peace will brim up, will come

"like a river and the 

glory...like a flowing stream."

So.

Some of all people will 

wondering wait 

until this very stone 

utters.

~ Margaret Avison

Stone

Photo credit: bekahboo42 from morguefile.com

Go inside a stone
That would be my way.
Let somebody else become a dove
Or gnash with a tiger’s tooth.
I am happy to be a stone.

From the outside the stone is a riddle:
No one knows how to answer it.
Yet within, it must be cool and quiet
Even though a cow steps on it full weight,
Even though a child throws it in a river;
The stone sinks, slow, unperturbed
To the river bottom
Where the fishes come to knock on it
And listen.

I have seen sparks fly out
When two stones are rubbed,
So perhaps it is not dark inside after all;
Perhaps there is a moon shining
From somewhere, as though behind a hill—
Just enough light to make out
The strange writings, the star-charts
On the inner walls.

~ Charles Simic

Stone

Photo credit: bekahboo42 from morguefile.com

Go inside a stone
That would be my way.
Let somebody else become a dove
Or gnash with a tiger’s tooth.
I am happy to be a stone.

From the outside the stone is a riddle:
No one knows how to answer it.
Yet within, it must be cool and quiet
Even though a cow steps on it full weight,
Even though a child throws it in a river;
The stone sinks, slow, unperturbed
To the river bottom
Where the fishes come to knock on it
And listen.

I have seen sparks fly out
When two stones are rubbed,
So perhaps it is not dark inside after all;
Perhaps there is a moon shining
From somewhere, as though behind a hill—
Just enough light to make out
The strange writings, the star-charts
On the inner walls.

~ Charles Simic

Near The Wall Of A House

Photo credit: Alvimann from morguefile.com

Near the wall of a house painted

to look like stone,

I saw visions of God.

A sleepless night that gives others a headache

gave me flowers

opening beautifully inside my brain.

And he who was lost like a dog

will be found like a human being

and brought back home again.

Love is not the last room: there are others

after it, the whole length of the corridor

that has no end.

~ Yehuda Amichai

___________________________________________

Love doesn't sit there like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all of the time, made new. ~ Ursula K. Le Guin

Near The Wall Of A House

Photo credit: Alvimann from morguefile.com

Near the wall of a house painted

to look like stone,

I saw visions of God.

A sleepless night that gives others a headache

gave me flowers

opening beautifully inside my brain.

And he who was lost like a dog

will be found like a human being

and brought back home again.

Love is not the last room: there are others

after it, the whole length of the corridor

that has no end.

~ Yehuda Amichai

___________________________________________

Love doesn't sit there like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all of the time, made new. ~ Ursula K. Le Guin